It's Hard to Violate Destiny, but I Don't Believe in Evil

The road to Huangquan grows on the other side, and flowers bloom and fall for thousands of years. However, lonely souls gathered by the bridge, waiting for the next life to be judged in front of the palace. In his old age in Wuwang City, he does not envy mandarin ducks or immortals. Heming is a senior wronged ghost, and all the ghosts in Wuwu City are his little fans. Whenever he appears, they stay away and don't dare to look up at him. It wasn't until he left that the city returned to its former lively scene. "Who is he? Why are you so afraid of him?" This is the classic statement of the new ghost. "He! He has a big background. Master Black and White Wuchang comes to him every day." The old ghost came close to him and whispered, for fear of being heard by others. "I heard that Lord Black and White specializes in punishing evil spirits. Did he commit a crime?" "I don't know the reason for this. Master He comes back safe and sound every time. The two adults are extremely respectful to him. It is even more common to hear that Master He goes to Netherworld Palace!" "The Nether Palace is the residence of the Lord of the Underworld. Lord He is so amazing!" "Who says it isn't?" … All the words of these two ghosts reached the ears of the young man wearing a black hat in the corner, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Bai Wuchang: I will open a back door for you and ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing. Heming: Where is the back door? Don't try to fool me with the ant hole-like backdoor, except for the son of the world's richest man. It's just a daydream. Hei Wuchang... Just wanted to speak, but was blocked by He Ming. "Don't try to persuade me, it won't work." Pluto Yi Lanxiu: Reincarnation, ashes, choose one? Heming smiled and said: I don't choose either of them. Watering flowers is my real destination.